Rediscover You (Destiel OneShot)

Rediscover You

A/N: Just a quick legend: "..." is speaking, italic font is thinking. You can listen to the song as you read, if you so choose. I apologize for tears shed (if any) have fun!

Dean leans back against the Impala, sighing to himself. The hotel that the Winchesters were staying at was in a small town, plenty of open air. Sam was reading quietly with his brother.

Dean turned his head skyward, his expression was a forced calm. "My faith is paper thin..." He whispered to the clouds. He pulled his knees closer to his chest, What's it been? Three, four months now? I've lost count... Dean's eyes started tearing up, he folded his hands and held his breath. I pray to thee, Castiel, come back to me! Please! When he said "Amen" aloud, Sam looked up from his book. A tad forlorn, he put a hand on Dean's shoulder. With an apologetic glint in his eyes, he said: "I don't think he's coming... I'm so sorry"

The older Winchester dropped his head and turning his back to Sam, Dean mumbled; "It's fine, I'm going for a walk... See ya Sammy."

The breeze was warm, the sun was bright and yet, for the elder Winchester; it was one of the darkest days. After wandering aimlessly through a field for ten minutes, Dean dropped to his knees, tears poured down his cheeks as he sobbed into his hands. "Why won't you come back!?"

Dean thought back to when he had last seen the angel; everyone had been covered in blood and wounds after a hunt and Castiel had left abruptly, "If you need me, call." Then disappeared without a trace.

I almost gave up, Cas! I did give up actually... But now I'm here, calling again, like the first time! The tears stopped flowing down the hunter's face, and his throat was sore. Dean exhaled softly, then collapsed to the ground, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Dean awoke, he was disoriented and stiff. "Shit, I hope Sam isn't too worried!" He stretched and rubbed his eyes, then started jogging back towards the hotel.

As Dean neared the front steps of the small building, he noticed a figure standing in front of the door. Dean assumed that it was his little brother, "God damn it, I'm sorry I fell asleep! And I came back as fast as I could!" he rambled to his shoes.

"Hello, Dean..." Dean looked up, in the place of who he thought was Sam, was a black haired man in a trench coat smiling at him slightly. Dean yanked Cas into a tight hug and began crying again.

"I missed you too, Dean." Castiel whispered into the hunter's shoulder, his blue eyes welling up with tears as well. "Cas, I prayed to you everyday, and you didn't answer! Why didn't you at least tell us you were okay?" Dean's voiced wavered and lacked any harsh anger.

When the two pulled away from their reunion embrace, the angel put his hand on Dean's shoulder and replied: "I couldn't, I'm sorry... I'm here now, though." To which Dean smiled, his red puffy eyes glistened with joy for the first time in months, "Yeah... You are."

They hugged once more before Dean dragged Cas to the Winchesters hotel room, "Sam! Hey Sammy! Guess who's come home!" The green eyed hunter shouted with an excitement that sounded almost foreign in his voice...

End

I hope you enjoyed that! I'm sorry if it was lacklustre, but angst or hurt/comfort is not exactly my forté... So, yeah. If you liked it, punch that vote button in the face LIKE A BOSS! And high fives all around! *wapish wapish* So thank you guys and I'll see all you dudes... IN THE NEXT FANFIC!

(Hehe sorry, I had to)